Ya know, I've spent all of my spring break at my grandparents house...of all the things that I could have been doing, I choose to go to my grandparents house...I mean I could have sat at home, and talked to Ben, Chris, and any number of people. But I didn't, I went to my grandparents house, and worked my lovely little ass off. But the real kicker about it all, is that I actually had quite a lot of fun...Got scratched up a bit, came home with a headache, and almost had a heartattack, but besides all that, I had one hell of a time. Let me explain, the scratches are from my grandpa and I cleaning out the grape vines, and that what hell. I tell ya, trim your grape vines every single year, because if you don't your going to have one hell of a mess the next year. And from personal exprience, it is hell!! The amost heartattack was from grandma's crazy driving. I swear she shouldn't have a car! She doesn't know how to get from one place to another, and when she realizes that she's pasted the exit that she needs, she slams on the brakes...What a stupid mistake...I swear that car was going to slam into us, and I was going to break something or other. Anyways...great fun right? Well, that was all that could really be said...OOOOHHHH, I forgot all about the 'coming home with a headache part' didn't I? That was from lack of sleep! Sleeping on a couch has it's plus's, but I do believe that the con's out weigh the con's! Anyways, I do believe that that'll be all for tonight, so have a good one! Later dates!

Well, since my last entry was sort of depressing, I guess this one will have to be something with a happy note in it. So I'm going to tell you people about my very...uhhh...I don't know, but I'm going to tell you about my weekend. When does the weekend start? I've never really figured that out...does it start Friday right when you get out of classes or off the bus or when you get home? Or does it start Saturday morning when you wake from your dreams about what you going to do that weekend? I don't know, so I'll start on Saturday...I woke up at around 8:00 AM and go out side to see what all the noise is that woke me up, and I'm thinking is like my dad working on his building. But no, its dad working on his old step side with my younger brother, trying to get the damn thing to crank. Figuring that I couldn't get back to sleep, I go and get dressed to see if I can't do something to help. For the next hour or so, I'm sitting in the cab, punching the gas pedal. Finally after and hour of working with it, it cranks. So off we go, down to the building to park it in a new place, and to pump up the tires. Well, ya know we really didn't think to check the brakes...so the means that we can't stop without some serious help, the emergency brake doesn't even work. Anyways, what stops up is the garage door...THANK GOD IT DIDN'T HIT MY BABY!! (My Volkswagen.) Daddy's pissed now, because we already have to buy two new doors for the carport, now we have to buy another one...we don't have to buy another one by the way, but thats later on in the story...After grumbling about it, Daddy calls his brother, Wesely, to see if there's anything he can do about it, but he's not at home and won't be at home until later that evening. So we leave the door for later...and go and try to pull out an old old truck from the woods. Let me tell you that was great fun...That took some serious brain and brawn power...well that and a trailer and a big white truck. But thats about it. Anyways, that took a great deal of time, but that was okay. Everyone in the neighborhood came to watch and give their advise to what should be done to get it out. Let me tell you, it's a funny sight when there's like 30 grown men trying to get one old truck out of the woods. Thats something to stand back and watch, and wonder why men are so stupid. So after they tried ever little thing to get the truck out, mom come up with this brilliant idea...And guess what it works! After an hour and a half of them trying everything that came into their heads, and trying it several different ways and many different times, it only takes mom's idea one try and its out. Holy crap, I wonder sometimes why God gave men brains, they don't use them! Anyways, after all that, Wesely comes over to see if the afore mentioned garage door is able to be saved. So we fix the stupid door, which takes up the rest of the day. My cousin spends the night, so that means were up to about 3:00 AM. I never thought I could find that much to talk to Stacy about, but you know what, I did. And had a blast while doing so. Anyway, we have to get up at around 5:00 AM, because its Easter Sunday, and our church has sunrise service. So we're short on sleep and have had nothing to eat, because the church is suppose to be providing breakfast, we stay in the nursry with little Mason. I don't really understand why we did, because he was not in a totally good mood, and neither were we. I don't get our reasoning in that. After service we eat and head home...we're the whole house goes back to sleep until around 10:00 AM. After waking once again we cook BBQ chicken for dinner up at grandma's house. By the time that gets done, were all ready to head on over to grandma's, and eat to our heart content! Oh, what a meal! Green beans, corn, potato salad, sweet potatoes, ham, chicken, bread, and all sorts of good thing to eat...and all of it homemade. What a meal! Yummy! And, ohhh the desserts, red velvet cake, fudge, cherry and blueberry pie...all the fruit was from last summer, frozen in the freezer for special events. And all the family was there, all the aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends were there. It was a grand event! But when all was over and done with, Glen and Charlie announce to the family that their expecting their frist child in September (Right around my birthday!)! The party ends right around 5:00 PM, and we all head home. After being stuffed to the gills with good ol' southern cooking, I head home to sleep. Where I dream about all sorts of things, most of which I don't remember. But any how, thats my long and drawn out weekend! Hope you enjoyed my weekend as much as I did! Have a good day!

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Well, this being my very first entry, I guess it has to be a good one...But to be honest I don't really know what to but in here. I suppose I could talk about how my day has been, but then that would be depressing. And I really don't want to depress people. That's not exactly a nice thing to do. But, I do have a serious question for people reading this...Have you ever though about ending your life? If so, why? What was the reason that you were going to give God for commiting such a horrid sin? Were your parents hard on you? Couldn't take the pressure put on you from your peers? What would push you to the limit? I know what can much me to the limit. And the sad thing about that is, that the reason that I would give God would be I felt  like it. I wanted to see how many people would really come to my funeral, to see how many people really care about me enough to get up off their lazy asses, and come and comfort my family. I wanted to see who my true friend were/are. But, what would be the good in that? I couldn't come back to life to really be with all those people that did come to my funeral.